It’s not just my mistress Mukta’s female friends’ feet
that I must kiss-respect in the back passageway leading up to her home. Her
husband, my master Simon sir, also frequently invites his male friends
to have their feet kissed by my lowly lips! Truly, I am a feetkisser for all!
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| Master Simon sir looks on as I humbly kiss-respect one of his male friend's feet in the back passageway! |
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| I have never met this gentleman before, so it is a real honour for me to touch his feet with my lowly lips |
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| Even if his FEET are SWEATY and his TOES HAIRY! |
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| Better to kiss a stranger's TOE-HAIR than feel the wrath of one's master's WHIP! |
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| I must inhale the aroma of sweaty, male foot and musty-smelling sandal leather as I kiss-respect the master-sir's BIG TOE! |
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| I can also observe, at humiliatingly close quarters, his CHAPPED HEELS! |
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| Truly, I am the slave of FEET! |
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| And FOOTWEAR! |
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| I am acutely aware of my master's familiar LOAFERS and SOCKS looking on! |
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| I must be pleasing to my master Simon sir, by being pleasing to his friend sir! |
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| The man silently switches his feet in front of my face - a good sign, as it suggests he is enjoying my humiliation! |
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| My master's LOAFERS and SOCKS are certainly enjoying it! I can tell by their stance! |
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| Oh to be kissing my master-sir's SOCK right now! |
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| I much prefer SWEATY SOCK to SWEATY BARE FOOT! |
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| I'm queer like that! |
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